She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"What are you still hesitating about? Do you want her life?"

The longer a man waits, the more anxious he becomes.

He had a sinister expression and a determination to fight to the death in his eyes.

"She has nothing to do with me." Yan Zhan's first sentence confirmed Manshu's statement.

It also made the despair and madness hidden in the man's eyes gradually surface.

"You're lying! I won't believe it. I'll count to three. If you don't call and release her, I'll kill her!"

"1!"

After he finished counting, he found that Yan Zhan had no reaction.

"2!" The man was completely panicked. He had a deep understanding of how cold-blooded and ruthless Yan Zhan was.

"Why can't you let her go? Do you really want your woman to die for you?"

He doesn't know that the more you talk, the easier it is to lose.

Obviously, Yan Zhan was in an invincible position in this negotiation.

Seeing that Yan Zhan had remained silent, hatred burst out from the man's eyes, and he subconsciously exerted force on the knife: "You must remember, she died because of you!"

At the same time, Yan Zhan said, “Burglary, worth over 100 million, you should know what crime it is.”

"I have nothing to do with her. There's no need for you to send yourself to prison for someone who has nothing to do with you."

Yan Zhan was too rational, and Manshu almost thought that he was going to watch him die.

But just when she was about to take action against the man who held her hostage, Yan Zhan spoke again.

"We can make a deal."

His words made the man's hand loosen suddenly, and his attention shifted immediately: "What deal?"

"Let her go, and then tell me who is behind this."

"What, what mastermind?" The man's eyes flickered. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Yan Zhan sneered: "Without a mastermind behind the scenes, how dare you steal hundreds of millions of jadeite?"

"Why not? We, the Thief Sect..."

The man got stuck in the middle of his words.

He actually revealed his identity!

"You, the Thieves Sect, won't take action easily without an order." Yan Zhan said in a firm tone.

"Do you know the Thieves' Sect?" The man obviously didn't expect that Yan Zhan had even investigated the rules of the Thieves' Sect clearly.

Yan Zhan said little: "The mastermind behind this, in exchange for the freedom of the person you want to save. You can choose for yourself."

"No!" The man immediately shook his head, almost being trapped by Yan Zhan, "I have a hostage in my hand, in exchange for you letting Ling go!"

"She's not in my hands." Yan Zhan said coldly.

The thief this man was talking about has been sent to the police station.

As long as he wants, the people sent in will never be able to get out.

After all, the evidence is solid!

"I know you sent her to jail. But she can be acquitted with just one phone call from you."

"I want your employer's information." Yan Zhan insisted.

The man seemed to have thought of something and looked down at Manshu.

"You really don't want to save her?" A fierce look flashed in his eyes, "I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

The man exerted force and saw that the knife was about to cut Mansu's throat.

Yan Zhan moved his feet and a stone flew towards the man's right hand.

He felt a pain in his hand and the force was removed.

At the same time, Manshu suddenly hit the man's abdomen with his left elbow, grabbed his right wrist with his right hand and broke it hard.

"Ah--" the man groaned. The pain in his wrist and abdomen made him no longer able to care about Manshu.

When he wanted to catch someone again, Yan Zhan had already arrived in front of him and started fighting with him.

Just now, Manshu took advantage of his unpreparedness and was able to beat him up easily.

But at this time, he was fighting with Yan Zhan, and it was clear that his boxing and kicking skills were also quite good.